Dad’s London Drive
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One night, when I couldn’t sleep,
Because my head was full of dreams,
My dad took me out for a drive …
He said, ‘We’re going to go for a fly drive around the world!’
We drove through Manor House, he said, ‘This is the Bosphorus’,
We drove around Brick Lane, he said ‘This the Bay of Bengal’,
We drove through Brixton, he said, ‘This is Dun’s River Falls’,
We drove down Bayswater, he smiled, ‘This is the Great Sugarloaf Mountain of Brazil,
Then we drove to our little home on the hill,
‘We’ve landed!’ he said.
The next morning my teacher asked me what I had done the day before.
‘I travelled and saw the beauty of the world’ I replied.
She didn’t believe me- but it was true …
Because my head was full of dreams,
My dad took me out for a drive …
He said, ‘We’re going to go for a fly drive around the world!’
We drove through Manor House, he said, ‘This is the Bosphorus’,
We drove around Brick Lane, he said ‘This the Bay of Bengal’,
We drove through Brixton, he said, ‘This is Dun’s River Falls’,
We drove down Bayswater, he smiled, ‘This is the Great Sugarloaf Mountain of Brazil,
Then we drove to our little home on the hill,
‘We’ve landed!’ he said.
The next morning my teacher asked me what I had done the day before.
‘I travelled and saw the beauty of the world’ I replied.
She didn’t believe me- but it was true …
This poem is copyright (©) Carmella de Keyser 2026
About the Writer
Carmella de Keyser
Carmella de Keyser is a prize-winning British poet, known for explorations of identity and heritage. Founder of the Harlow Circle of Poetry Stanza, judge for the Harlow Poetry Open, she has five books published or forthcoming, from Hedgehog Press, Alien Buddha Press, Parlyaree Press and the Seventh Quarry Press.
